#orenaro

[vaciena]

(Okay but reborn bby Mae for his brother?) Nelya chirped and hugged Curvo’s leg, blinking up at him with wide eyes. He liked to be with his brother.

Curufin sighed, but gently extricated his leg from Nelya’s grip and kneeled down to his height. Brothers. “What is it, Nelya?”

[first-son-of-finwe]

“I heard you were rather cruel to my niece turned step-daughter. Anything to say before I kick your ass?” (Orenaro)

“She made a suggestion, and I said she was welcome to go through with it. She could do with a bit less talking and bit more of following her own advice.”

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[legolasgoldy]

“Findaráto? I-I wanted to talk to you about something.” (orenaro) (he’s freaking out help him finrod xD)

// Omg hi!!!! :D and oh noo haha Finrod will do his best XD @orenaro //

“ Yes?” Findaráto responded immediately looking up to his cousin. It became clear right away by Maitimo’s expression that they were troubled and his expression grew worried. “ Of course, What is the matter?”

[the-heart-vigor]

Closed rp|| Autumn

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The sky was grey, full of clouds that threatened to pour rain down on a thirsty land. It was autumn, and a cold wind was blowing, shaking Huor's golden hair. He was melancholic that day, but he wondered why he was feeling like this. Maybe the dark weather had inflicted this melancholy to his soul. He shook his head, trying to push the dark thoughts away.

As he was approaching his house, Huor saw a very tall man standing in front of that house. Huor was taken by surprise because he did not expect to have any visitors that day. But he wanted to talk to the other man, curious to know the reason why he had come to Dor-lomin. “Le suilon!” Huor spoke and he took a bow in repsect. “I am Huor, the son of Galdor. Who are you, my lord?”

[wulfiestired]

@orenaro: Still laying in his bed, bandaged heavily over his right arm and his left eye he managed a smirk and a hoarse sentence, “Only if he doesn’t like you.” Softly he clinked his tongue, Tirnonáro rising and padding to his side to rest their head on his chest with a soft whine, “hold your hand out, nice and slow so he can investigate you; you’re a stranger in his home.” Mae chuckled softly as he patted the large dog’s neck.

The look Fingon gave his cousin was not one of trust. He very wearily pulled his hand from his pocket and held it out to the dog. “If your beast bites me, I am not coming to visit you again.” He said petulantly for effect. They both knew he wouldn’t keep to the claim anyways. If the dog was barking at him he could only imagine how it was going to react to the outside world. Plenty of other people to bite at least. 

[shadowedpetrichor-blog]

So Valinor-Continuity is debatable

Some things that have happened which muns may opt in or out of participating with. Apart from those muns these things started with, of course. :

-Yualie adopted Feanor and his family.

-Yualie turned Feanor into a lich. FUN TIMES AHEAD, WHOOHOO

-Yualie marrying Melkor and courting Mairon.

-Manwe adopting Smaug.

-Manwe running away from home, indefinitely.

-Beep, Yua’s child with Melkor, running off to play in taverns.

-Irmo slipped into the timeline through the dreams of prophets because she was concerned for Morgoths fate. Now there are two Irmos.

-Yualie moving in with Maedhros to rehab being a villain, in a rebuilt Himring.

[iwillgoalone-m]

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    The Firstborn looked back with a lopsided grin; eyes sparkling as he saw someone who he always missed the company of. She was a strong lass, that was for sure and no doubt she was trouble for her brothers; that was the very reason Maitimo loved her so. There always needed to be more people with wills of the finest steel.     “Is that what you think of me, ‎Írissë? I am a giant! A frightening warrior!” Though deep-voiced his laughter was bright as any Silmaril as he hugged his little cousin tight, his large feet making circles upon the ground while he nuzzled the top of her head.

Irisse laughed as well, her cousin’s laughter contagiously affecting her. Attaining affection from all her cousins was something she tended to pride herself in, especially since she rather enjoyed being able to be affectionate with those she cared about most. 

Giggling at his circles, she eventually looked up at him. “Frightening warrior? Pft! Not to me you’re not. Though definitely giant, just look at you, I’d have to climb you in order to reach the top of your head in any way.” she joked. “How’s the air up there? I hear it’s thinner at higher elevations.” Her eyes were alight in mirth, only lightly teasing him before she snuggled into his chest.

[first-son-of-finwe]

“... Can we talk? Not the fighting kind but... the way we used to.” (orenaro)

“…Sure? Of course we can. What do you want to talk about?”

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